Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

The biggest beneficiary of the rivalry between the two was probably Jilang. All the products of the rivalry went into Jilang's mouth, making his belly bulge.

"Wow, that's an astonishing amount. Is Jiro really going to be alright?"

"It felt like his stomach was about to burst. It turns out eating barbecue is also painful..."

"Should...should be fine..."

Oshitari wasn't quite sure either.

Poor little Jilang held his stomach and said, "I can't eat...I can't eat anymore...Longge...hiccup~"

"How can you not eat it all? There's still plenty, and you haven't even said which one tastes the best! This is a serious question!"

"Yeah, yeah, which is better, the original barbecue with all the gravy! Or is it better with all the condiments?"

. . .

Jiro, who was forced to eat, suffered a lot.

The others silently looked away, not wanting to meet Long Ge's gaze.

The strange contest between the two ended when Jiro was unable to eat. Jiro probably never wanted to eat barbecue again after this.

Before anyone finished eating, Long Ge went to pay the bill. He looked at the bill and was shocked! A middle school student who was still growing up was really scary! He was glad he still had some money, otherwise he might have been stuck here washing dishes.

But a large part of it went into Jiro's stomach.

"I'm so full! Thank you, Long Ge, for treating me! You little sister is so generous. When can you treat the seniors to a meal?"

"Stop joking, Eiji-senpai. I don't have any money."

This is true. Longma's pocket money is given by his family, but Longge is different. He saves money by earning it himself during his career.

"The food here is really good. Let's treat Long Ge to a meal next time we have a chance. It's always awkward to ask a girl to treat."

"Don't be so polite, Fuji-senpai. Thank you for taking care of Ryoma, too."

Ryoma: Take care of me? How come I don't know?

"Barbecue! Barbecue! Authentic barbecue!"

"Senpai Oishi is really stubborn! Next time I will make sure you try my secret sauce!"

"Alright! Alright! Dashi, let's go back quickly. Longma and Longge, you should go back early too!"

It felt like if this continued, the two of them would start another strange rivalry.

"Then, we should go back. Long Ge, do you want to go with us?"

Ozuki and Xianghi carried the overfed Jiro, and did not forget to call Longge to go back with them.

"No need, you guys go back first. I had an appointment with Longma today, and I have to accompany him to get the racket."

Originally there was only Longma, who knew it would become a group of people.

Xiang Ri exclaimed, "What? You are dating this kid, I thought..."

"Why?"

Long Ge gave him an unfriendly look.

"No...nothing!"

"It's better. I'll keep an eye on you." He said, gesturing towards the two people's eyes.

"Okay then, let's go back first. It's not safe for a girl to go back alone, so you should ask this little brat to take you there. Bye."

"Okay, got it. Bye."

Unsafe? The one who targeted Long Ge was the one who felt unsafe.

It was still quite early when I got the racket from Uncle Zhang Chen's shop.

Long Ge suddenly suggested, "Do you want to go for a walk to help digest the food?"

"Ah, whatever I want."

Longma doesn't care, nothing happens anyway.

Long Ge randomly found a vending machine and bought their favorite drinks, and then started chatting casually.

"Your taste has changed. Didn't you love orange when you were a kid? Now you drink grape instead?"

Long Ma took a sip and said, "Yes."

"Yes, when we were little, the three of us were trying to steal oranges from someone's garden and got chased by them. Don't you remember? That guy always ran the fastest, leaving the two of us behind."

Long Ge walked in front, speaking as if he was reminiscing, with a smile in his tone very obvious.

"We... three?"

In Longma's memory, there seemed to be only Longge's figure.

Hearing the question in Ryoma's tone, he turned back to stare at Ryoma's face, as if he wasn't joking.